Urban Master of All Powers

Urban Master of All Abilities Chapter 155 Blood and Psychic

"Crying is the fate that Hongguo often talks about?" Bram's eyes turned wild, and there was a playful smile on his mouth. He looked around Tang Chou and said, "Where's your little lover? Isn't he by your side? I I would love to talk to him."

"Why are you here!!" Tang Chou said in a deep voice.

"Professor Tang Chou, do you know each other?" Mrs. Warren said in surprise.

Bram sneered, "Okay, I heard you got a rock, I want to borrow it to have a look, you won't object!"

"Spark Company sent you here?" Hearing what he said, Tang Chou thought it was the same Spark Company as last time, and his tone was full of hostility.

"Spark Company??? What?" Bram bared his sharp teeth, "I'll buy you a drink after I finish the task, dear Ms. Tangchou"

Suddenly, Bram's application suddenly changed, and those pupils shot towards Mrs. Warren like ghostly light.

In the next second, Mrs. Warren completely lost consciousness, and every word that came out of Bram's mouth was full of irresistible bewilderment. Tang Chou looked at all this in shock.

"Give me the stone you got now!!"

"The stone has been lost. Tang Chou's assistant helped me find it." Mrs. Warren replied unconsciously.

Bram frowned.

The degree of confusion was not deep. After a few seconds, Mrs. Warren woke up. Judging from her ignorant expression, she obviously didn't know what happened just now.

Tang Chou, who was watching clearly, opened his mouth and said inconceivably. "Who the hell are you"

"Before answering your question, can you answer me, what he said is true?" Bram Wu

Tang Chou took a few steps back, her sharp pupils made her feel dangerous.

"Where do you want to go?"

The voice suddenly rang in his ears, and Tang Chou felt a chill down his spine.

Bram appeared behind her like a ghost.

"It seems that it is really necessary to talk to your assistant." The bulla demon bloomed with a sneer, showing his fangs.

Tang Chou suffocated!

"Dirty blood. Let's talk first."

At this moment, a sound came from afar in the house suddenly.

When Bram came back to his senses, he found that Mrs. Warren in the living room had disappeared.

He looked around, his hairs stood on end, and his flesh stretched.

"Didn't the dark night of the European Union tell you that London is not only called the city of fog, but also the tomb of the blood?"

The voice continued to be mysterious and unpredictable.

startled. Bram sneered. He grabbed Tangchou without hesitation.

The scattering of silver light blocked his progress, but he managed to force out the opponent's hiding place, Bram sneered.

"Playing mystery in front of Sir Bram, you are too young!!"

An indoor bonsai in the corner of the living room was smashed by Bram's fist, and the shadow swept out from behind and flashed in the air, avoiding Bram's ten fingers.

Bram turned his head and saw the unexpected guest.

The black-haired man was wearing a windbreaker, he had a pair of very melancholy eyes, and he stood on the railing of the corridor on the second floor with a black gold gun in his hand, looking at Bram expressionlessly.

A badge on his chest identified him as a Scotland Yard officer.

"Hei Moyu?" Tang Chou felt that what happened now was beyond her comprehension.

Hei Moyu nodded to her as an answer, and then returned his gaze to Bram.

"What's the matter, the vampire has also acted as a bodyguard." Bram laughed.

"Now you answer me, what is the meaning of that thing you want? Apart from the "Holy Grail", there should be nothing in this world that would make the blood races of the West covet." Hei Moyu said lightly. "If you are willing to tell me, I can make you die faster."

"Go to hell and wait for an answer." Bram roared, his pupils turned red, and two fangs appeared, climbing up the wall, making a jump that violated the rules of physics.

"Regret" Hei Moyu's tone was indifferent. When Bram turned into a blood species, his black hair shone brilliantly at the same time, and his black eyes were as blue as the sea.

Tang Chou's lungs were filled with suffocation, and he covered his mouth to keep from screaming.

Is this dreaming?

The scene that followed could only be described as "bizarre" for Tang Chou.

She couldn't see the existence of the two people in her line of sight, but she could feel that the two people were fighting in a way beyond common sense, which was beyond what she could foresee.

What would Chen Ling's expression be if he saw this?

Strangely, such a catty thought suddenly popped up in Tang Chou's mind, and then he felt a little rejoiced. Fortunately, Chen Ling wasn't around. This kind of danger couldn't be compared with those mercenaries. .

It's just that the coquettish Qiu Xin would not think about it anyway. On the second day, Chen Ling was already entangled with this danger and continued to fight.

On the banks of the Thames River, fog and rain covered everything in unreality. If someone pays attention, they will find a few fighting sounds in this rain curtain.

With a cold shout, a figure flew out and fell to the ground. He cursed and got up angrily. "Damn blood!!" He stared straight ahead, his eyes spiraled, and the rain strangled him.

The figure walking in front waved lightly. Suddenly this momentum was instantly disintegrated.

"Bastard, I didn't expect you to be a blood species, and you won't die in that situation!"

The figure appeared in front of his eyes and gradually became clear that he was Chen Ling. And the man who cursed was naturally Hill.

At this moment, Chen Ling's pupils flashed with violet light. His fangs are bared, and his gestures are full of impeccable elegance and arrogance. In Hill's words, "What a bloody blood!"

Things have become like this and we have to catch up.

Chen Ling used data manipulation to easily hack into the database in London, and then retrieved all the information, and found abnormal sales data on the chocolate sales records of the supermarket in Windsor Township. Taking this as a clue to pursue all the way, Chen Ling found their location in a community on the River Thames in London that night.

Surveillance cameras recorded their whereabouts completely.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Ling's final plan was to make various breakthroughs, so he finally found an opportunity when Emonto came to the Thames River alone in the early morning of the same day.

Therefore, the scene that just happened was also staged.

The difference from that time was that Chen Ling didn't hesitate at all and entered the state of Holy Night Nobility, and the battle had to end in five minutes. It's just that the psychic is more durable than expected.

The strong attack came in an instant, but the figure of the psychic disappeared at the moment it was approaching. Chen Ling was slightly surprised, "Damn blood, let me come as a guest saint to bury you." The psychic said angrily Said, at this time he had already stuck behind Chen Ling, and both fists struck at the same time. It seems that this time I went all out.

Chen Ling among the holy night nobles instantly turned into an incomprehensible phantom, his figure swaying. But for a moment, it seemed to be shaking thousands of times in place, and the high-speed shaking made the whole body blurry, like a dream.

The two sides only paused for a few seconds, a light flashed in their eyes, and in an instant, the awe-inspiring attack fell in front of Chen Ling.

The heavy rain splashed away and the fog lifted.

The water of the Thames seemed to shake.

Chen Ling retreated in a twirling manner, miraculously avoiding the oppression of the psychic, and then took advantage of the situation to turn back. His arm seemed to have turned into metal, and he spread his five fingers to attack.

But his attack can only penetrate half an inch shallowly into the psychic's space, and he can no longer advance.

A crushing wind burst out from Chen Ling's fingers.

The power of the psychic! !

Chen Ling knew that in addition to the ability of psychics to surpass ordinary people, a power that can turn invisible gas into tangible murderous intent is also one of the reasons for their arrogance. Chen Ling retreated far without stopping. Go out, under this kind of defense, staying just now will only bring greater danger.

He is also not sure whether material penetration can penetrate this kind of psychic trick.

Chen Ling's judgment was absolutely correct, and Hill was also surprised.

Just now he continued to exert his strength to the best of his ability, before he had time to think about it, he let out an angry shout. The pupils seemed to be opening their eye sockets, and the violent hurricane bit Chen Ling's flesh like a roaring demon god. bones, body.

but,,

Hill watched in horror as Chen Ling's pupils shone purple, as bright as stars, and slowly tore the hurricane with his hands like tearing paper.

impossible.

In the end, there was only one sentence left in the psychic's mind.

Chen Ling breathed a sigh of relief. Although it took a lot of energy, he finally solved the psychic.

"Why don't you use matter penetration? It can be done easily." Bu Ling's voice echoed in her mind.

"I don't really want to use it as a last resort, unless I have the price to release it." Chen Ling replied.

Xiao Ling understood, "It turns out that you are worried about this.

"Nonsense, the price of bloodthirsty is very uncomfortable." Chen Ling pursed his lips. Ever since he saw the reasoner become a murderer because of this, Chen Ling knew the real price of the result of price indulgence.

Some costs in abilities can help people grow, while others are counterproductive, there is no doubt about it. Material penetration is just that.

"Then how are you going to deal with that psychic with virtual weapons? He looks like a sub-four-dimensional creature, and his abilities are not easy to deal with."

"I'm considering whether to use Linglong Thousand Faces, but before I do that, I want to know why the psychic wanted the rough stone." Chen Ling pondered. He glanced at the fainted psychic Hill. Use a thought read. To Chen Ling's surprise, mind reading didn't work for psychics at all.

Xiaoling's explanation is: it is possible that the watch is not rated enough.

The power level of the watch is divided into seven levels of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, which is not intentional. The abilities are varied, but the effects are all-encompassing. The effect of the ability is also determined by the spiritual power of the person involved. Just like bioelectric control, it is actually a weak application of biological current, but with hand contact, as the level increases, it is terrifying to be able to manipulate the current on a biological body from a hundred meters away.

And sub-four-dimensional creatures like psychics themselves are a bit higher, and the thought reading of Huangwu level is not enough to browse the sub-four-dimensional thinking.

The boring Chen Ling had no choice but to accept this fact. It seemed that he had to wait for the psychic to wake up and torture him again.

(You can look forward to the update on March 2nd, work hard.

) (to be continued)

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